Chapter 44

Noah went to hand the concoction he’d made to Mason. “Here, I made this for you.”

Mason hesitated, staring at the glass as if the liquid would reach out and bite him. “What is this?”

“Orange juice and egg.”

Mason’s complexion turned green. Better than white, Noah thought.

“Not sure—”

“Trust me. This’ll help. Promise.”

Mason slowly moved the drink toward his mouth.

“I’d go with gulps, Mas. This is something you definitely don’t want to sip.”

Mason glanced at Noah, his gaze wary.

“Go ahead.”

Mason did as Noah suggested. Mason’s eyes squeezed closed, and his mouth pinched as if he’d sucked on a lemon, he gulped the drink down.

When he finished, he put the glass in the sink. “Let’s go.” Mason turned and headed toward the door, and Noah smiled. The mixture couldn’t have been that bad if Mason was able to speak

Noah picked up the keys off the counter. “All right if I drive?”